Yeast Rolls
Apparently, the combination of a prose-like paragraph and a haiku, seemingly disparate, yet interwoven and forever connected, produces the mysterious haibun. This indeed seems unlikely, since the connection relies on you, the dear reader, and the nature of said ingredient is not clearly specified here. Nonetheless, we assemble what we can, sit back, and await what arises from the primordial soup. It’s the yeast we can do.
yeast and pregnant pause
haibuns rise in oven?
directions are vague
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